Though he didn’t want to let go, the break in contact helped him wrangle his scattered wits back into a manageable ball. He and Zoe were in the open, exposed. Gavin swept the street again with his Dreamsense. As far as he could tell, no Fyre Elementals had snuck up while his brain evacuated its cranial real estate in favor of warmer southern climes in Hardwood Heights.

Down, boy, he warned the tent itching for a pitching under his jeans.

So Gavin has stolen a piece of my heart. I was tweeting Kendall and told her my fictional harem has a new gentlemen caller. She replied that she wouldn't call him a "gentlemen". Haha! So it's now called my sexy scoundrel harem and he is a part of it! I also love Kendall's writing style and humor as I thought the above highlighted nicely.